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Shemale Domination Porn Star Carla

shemale domination porn sexy t-girlWhen you are a sexy T-girl who is proud of her special attributes, you don’t exactly fit the traditional job market. I have always had creative outlets for making money. I have many sugar daddies who contribute to my financial stability. I have do some private escorting. Of course there is my phone sex job. And, now I can add shemale domination porn to my list of creative money making opportunities. I met Joe at a Slayer concert last year. We had a wild night where I made him weak for cock. I guess I turned him. Joe is now a full on bottom fag. He texted me the other day with a money making opportunity for us both. I arrived at the address he provided thinking this was an escort gig, to discover I was on an amateur porn set.

For $500 cash, I just need to go hardcore on Joe’s ass for a few hours. Easy money. Joe was in a leather getup that screamed subbie fag, not to mention echoed the days of when The Village People were cool. I had a wardrobe full of whips and chains to use. It was quite an impressive array of S and M equipment. The director wanted me to take a Viagra. Clearly he had no clue who he was dealing with here. My pretty cock can stay hard all night long with a nice tight ass. I refused the enhancement . I enjoyed being all butch on Joe’s ass. I fisted him with my pretty hand; flogged him; whipped him; squeezed his balls; put nipple clamps on him;  handcuffed him to the bed and fucked his ass bareback without lube for hours.  Eventually, I shot my pretty load all over his face, forcing him to clean my dick up.

He came so many times with my cock up his ass, it looked like he peed a puddle on the shag rug I ruined his ass on. Once we were done, his ass was gaping open . Cum poured out his pansy ass too. I’m a total switch hitter, but I really enjoyed force fucking Joe and getting paid for it. I think I may  consider  a full time career in tranny domme porn.

Dominatrix Phone Sex Begins

 Senator Gilbert was in full swing in his campaign in the day but at night this sex slave was at his beck and call and what I wanted most of all was to have him hang me on to the ceiling. But when he called one day and said he wanted me to be the dominate one I didn’t know how to take it. Sure I had become more than aggressive in the bedroom with him because his games were getting a little more demanding but I loved to be punished. I couldn’t understand why all of a sudden after so many years he wanted me to be the dominate one. But as a little good little slave I was going to obey his every command and take on the new role he had assigned me. I wouldn’t have to wait long because I heard the buzzer at the door and waited for him to come in. As ordered I was there on knees waiting for him with his whip and mask.

     When he walked in he had a package in his hand and new instructions as it were of all the things he wanted me to do to him. “Domination he said, is all about control.” Today slut I am going to teach you control and you will obey” “Yes mas..”No Dana you will control me. Shedding out his clothes I saw the string that was attached to the rope of his penis.”Pull he said hard and bring me to my knees.”  Pulling with as much force as I could he let out a yell and was on his knees. I  heard the voice on the other end speak saying” tell me what you want me to do.” “I will enjoy everything in Mistress Dana’s lair” Oh yes, I thought smiling you will do everything I say or suffer heavily for it.

Online Match to Cum For

Bondage Phone Sex slave octoberSo I recently joined a few of those online match maker sites, just to see what all of the fuss was about. I would have to say in my opinion they are dull as fuck. Just a bunch of cock suckers thinking they are something in a world full of no ones. That is where I met Him though, DOMdude6969. He caught my eyes instantly his presence was so strong even through a computer screen. Immediately I wanted him to put me in my place. I thirst for his cock and I had never even seen it. Our e-mail correspondence back and forth was always enticing. I wanted to meet him so bad, I told him of the bad things I had done, how I needed to be put in line. He was so suave and cool about the situation. I was nothing to him, and I knew it. I just wanted to be something.
I messaged him and said I wanted to meet outside of the internet. It showed he was from the same place I was so I was super eager and knew he could meet me. He replied back with a ‘No thank you little girl, you are a waste of time.’ I was hurt. I knew what to do to get his attention. I posted my status ‘DOMdude6969 is a wash up. Anyone wanna pound my tight pussy?’ I waited and watched for a reply from him hoping I struck a nerve with him. I got tons of messages full of all kinds of kinks and perversions. Nothing from him however, nothing from the one I wanted to hear from.
I gave up, my belly was growling and I needed something to eat. I posted ‘Going to grab me some munchies at Five Guy…yummy!’ and then got dressed and ready to get some yummy food. I decided to take advantage of the beautiful spring weather and walk since it was only a mile or so from where I lived. The sun was already going down; I did not realize how late it had gotten.  I went to turn on the street the ally was super dark. A vehicle pulled behind me, the headlights were so bright. I stopped to let them pass when they stopped also. I was confused to if this was a friend of mine or some random.
“Come here.”
“Excuse me?”
I questioned the voice or more or less the broad figure that now stood by the vehicle. I was intrigued to say the least. Who was this figure and how does he know me?
“I said get your little whore self over here right the fuck now skank!”
My heart sank and the muscles in my back tightened at the commanding voice. I walked towards him with speed.
“On your knees twat.”
I plopped down onto them hard. The gravel stung as it dug into my knees. Little droplets of tears built up in the wells of my eyes.
“Look at me little cum bucket; I want to see your face.”
With my knees dug into the gravel I looked up at him, still slightly averting my eyes from locking on his. My back was upright and my shoulder straight. I recognized him instantly, he was DOMdude6969. As soon as I realized who he was this mysterious voice who could dominate me my puss began to pulse for him. My heart raced like a humming bird and a tear ran down the side of my cheek.Submissive Phone Sex slut October
“Good, cry you little bitch. You are in for it now.”
Swiftly he stuck a bag over my head and lifted me with force to my knees. He forced me into his vehicle. I could not see what it was when the headlights shone me in the eyes but with the heave ho he had to use I knew it was some sort of truck or SUV. Not knowing made me anxious. ‘Was I being kidnapped? Would I come home injured? Would I make it home at all?’ The drive took forever. I couldn’t keep track of the turns or curves but man did I try. We stopped and my heart began to beat so fast I could feel it in my ears. My mind was running wild as he opened the car door and  yanked my arm with force and no words. I stumbled into the house and was drug down stairs. I could feel a smooth concrete beneath my tennis shoes. I was shoved back to my knees; still no words had been exchanged between the two of us. He hoisted me up tying my wrists tight and my ankles were tied to a spreader bar. I could feel it holding them tightly apart I was unable to see and now unable to move. I could hear his footsteps get further away from me.
“Hello? Domdude?”
I called out for a voice. The silence pierced through my ear drums allowing my mind to race again with thoughts that would be done to me. I could hardly take it. It felt like hours. I longed for a voice to answer and I really did not care what voice. Finally, someone stood in front of me. I never heard him walk towards me but I could smell his scent. I sniffed through the bag trying to pull more of him through my nostrils. That was when he removed the bag from my head.
“So I am a wash up, skank?”
He slapped hard in between my legs causing my pussy to throb for more. I whimpered out. He ripped the front of my white t shirt exposing my breast. He took my nipples into his fingers and pinched them roughly, I whimpered out. He continued to pinch and punch and slap me. Every hit stung and every single one I enjoyed. My cunny drooled for the taste of his cock; I whimpered and moaned. He untied my wrist from the vice that was holding them when he ordered me to kiss his feet.
“Yes Sir.”
I appreciated him letting me taste his feet on my worthless lips. He finished cutting off my clothing, and even removed my knee highs and shoes. He shoved me back and walked away. Coming back with rope he bound my legs asked if I wanted to taste his dick.
“Please Sir, I want to taste your dick.”
I begged him to let me taste it. I wanted him to fill my mouth with his greatness and I wanted to taste his pre-cum. He told me how I was not worthy how I did not deserve to taste his dick yet. I had not earned it. He wrapped his giant hand around my throat and got close to my face telling me how big of a useless whore I was before shoving me back onto the concrete. Walking away he came back with a large rod with something on the end. It made a humming noise. When he thrust it at me I squealed like a little piggy. The appendage at the end was a dildo that went straight into my pussy. Accompanying it was a vibrating want the satisfied my clitty. My legs shook and arched my neck.
“You better not cum you little slut bag whore. You better not cum till I give you permission.”
“Ye Ye Yes Sir.”
I groaned out to him my voice echoing in his dungeon of a basement. My bottom lip was quivering it was so hard to hold back. I fought against my leg spreader it was cutting into my ankles. It felt so good, I couldn’t hold it any longer when he grabbed me by my hair and shoved me onto his throbbing member. I gagged as he forced me onto it. He held the back of my head and fucked my face hole with force; I struggled to breath in between pounds. He let me off of his cock and I gasped for air to fill my lungs.
“You think you deserve to breath your face is just for fucking. You are my fuck face.”
“Yes Sir”
I whimpered and he paced as he placed a spider gag into my mouth holding it wide. He branded it his fuck hole and used it however he wanted. My eyes were full of tears, and wet streams ran down my cheeks. He leaned me over and fucked my face more. When he was done he filled my belly with his little swimming sperm. It tasted fantastic. He removed the gag from my mouth and told me that even though I was allowed to taste his sweet release I was still a useless whore. The only difference was I was his whore. I was to refer to him as Master.
He brought me up to his garden on the roof and tied me to the bench. My naked pussy was there for anyone to see and glance at. My fuck hole was wide open for him.  He placed a gentle kiss onto my forehead. I trusted him, he was my Master and I was his subby. He drove my mind wild. I had no idea if this was a onetime thing or should I expect to do this more often. 20 minutes later he untied me and I thanked him. I put on my clothes and he drove me home.  That night I dreamed of him and the way he was willing to let me feel his pain. I hope I run into more Dominating men like him, or maybe he would let me be his little subby slut again.
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Submissive Phone Sex Control

     The senator had arrived! I was in position on the floor where he wanted me to be. I was going to have to beg his forgiveness again because that is what he usually liked. He wanted me to crawl to him like the little good Nigger whore I was ,and wash his feet and lick his toes. Then he would have me kiss his knees and work my way up to his balls and lick them in my mouth. He would use the 8 ball from the pool table and turn my ass around and insert it there. He would tickle me and I had better not drop that 8 ball or he would put the enema inside and then have me roll around it. Because I was his good little slut today I know we would have a nice game to play. But I didn’t feel nice today I wanted to be naughty and disobey master. I looked at him in the eye to start the game off and at first he didn’t notice but then he smiled and said.”You fucking bitch! Son of a Nigger Whore you come here !.” Crawling down on all floors I did what I was told but I was taking too long. Master did not like for me to take my time when he told me to obey his orders. I was trying not to look at him but I wanted to play roughly and I knew that I was just going to have to be taught a lesson.

     Grabbing me by my hair, we entered the board room where the fun would begin. Putting the tape along my delicate asshole where the 8ball had been placed ,I looked as my eyes narrowed to what lay ahead. Locking me in place to our electric chair of fun, he said ,”now my dear let the control begin and if you shit on that ball the punishment will be worse”. How could I not shit he had fed me so many laxatives  that eventually  they were going  to work! Tickling me with a feather, he began and the jolts of electricity just kept coming.  I felt my bowels going to release but I could not let go! I would not let go! But let go I did and the shit came out with the 8 ball. “Stick it in your mouth like a good little slut ,”he said. I obeyed as he put the clamps against my clit and the electric volt went through me once again. The floor opened and the caged was revealed. Peering into the cage, I couldn’t believe who it was! My eyes widened  as I saw my uncle narrowing his eyes at me and smilling! Grabbing his cock , in his hand and massaging the tip I looked up at my master before I was lowered further into the cage. Willing back the tears I closed my eyes and began to accept my fate. I would obey.  As the ceiling closed, I spread my legs wider for my uncle and waited for instruction  from my master.  Feeling the first thrust in my ass hole I closed my eyes and let the tears flow quietly as I was trained to do!

Submissive Phone Sex to the Senator

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Submissive phone sex is how it began and my cursed uncle. But when if I am ever asked my master has commanded to respond and say.. “I am the senator’s submissive I am here to obey his every command and do whatever he asked”. If he wanted me to take the meat head and hold it in my mouth for hours then that is what I had to do. If he wanted me to get on my knees like the other submits that he had then I was to obey his every command this was the way things had to be and if I did not listen then the border room where we held our little games would become so much worse. If you thought the electric currents were bad imagine my look of surprise to the new method of pain that you wanted to give to me.  Torture phone sex would really get him off but he wanted the feel of me and was willing to do just about anything to get it.

It was sort of like looking at an electric chair toilet seat accept the parts that received the bolts of electricity were delivered to  my clit and my asshole. At first the electric bolt would sting as the clamps would go down but then he  would release the power button and a surge would make me squirt out so much juice he would tell the other sub to bend down and taste my peach  cream. By then his   shaft would be throbbing at will and I knew he was going to let me have it. I knew he wanted to cum all over my……..

 

New Friends

Cum slut phone sexI love my rental mainly because my landlord doesn’t bother me that much. But he sent over these guys to paint in my house at fucking 7 am. Hell no am I getting up at 7 am. The little sluts were up and let the man in. Of course they were buck naked. I stayed comfy in bed till I heard some VERY familiar sounds. And there was NO fucking way I was letting my little ones fuck around with out my pay day. So I jumped up and busted the painter with his dick in my little one! He had his hand over her mouth and was fucking pounding her! I told him really fucking fast that pussy wasn’t free! And he had better pay the fuck up! He had to go to the bank before I let him finish because my whore don’t work on credit! And Who knew it was going such a lucrative day! My dealer is going to be so fucking surprised. I haven’t paid him in cash in YEARS! I love to branch out and make new friends!

Hot Phone Sex Whore Cassandra Does Whatever You Want

hot phonesex sadistic MILFCallers ask me all the time what do I think is hot phonesex? I think your control over me, your ability to put me in my place, make me your dirty little fuck slut is wicked hot. I need to be controlled. I need to be hurt. I need to be used. Vanilla phone sex is boring. Nasty phone sex is HOT. I am not a dominant girl despite my tall stature and beauty. I am not the bitch in charge. I am the whore in your control. My real life masters understand what I am, and they enjoy using me for their pleasure.

light bondage porn big tits tortureMaster David took me to a new underground bondage club this week. This is not your 50 Shades of Gray kind of bondage, but your 50 Shades of Black and Blue kind of club. Hardcore bondage, S and M and torture occurs within these walls. Master David understands that I find extreme bondage titillating  and hot. Strangers getting off on my restraint, my pain is the epitome of hot. Different rooms, experimented with different  aspects of the S and M subculture. The room Master David took me into was simply the bondage room. He hog tied me on a table first while men watched and stroked their cocks. He made sure I couldn’t even wiggle a toe. He whipped me several times, fucked my ass, even let the guys watching do whatever they wanted to me too. Eventually, he suspended me in the air and let all those men shoot their loads of hot spunk on me.

cocksucking phone sex big tits milfWhen Master let me down, I thought we were going home. He informed me that many a patron thought I was the hottest slave in the club, therefore he was opening up his room to all the Masters. He was proud to own the hottest slave in the club. Men came in packs to see who I was. I was tied to a pole and forced to suck every Master off who wanted to experience my hot mouth on his shaft. Not only am a hot submissive whore, but I am an excellent cum guzzling one too. I likely swallowed buckets of cum at that club. It was not about me getting off, but about me servicing all these men because it made Master happy to use my whore mouth as a cum dump.

When I got home, I had bruises around my ankles and wrists, and I literally puked up buckets of cum, but my real experiences with bondage, pain and torture make me the best submissive hot phonesex slut for you nasty masters who enjoy putting a bitch like me in her place. There are several submissive cum dump whores for you use at our sister site The Fornication Station too.

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Seized in Captivity

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I felt the barbed wire  across my back and the sharp pang of his belt across my back. “You like this little game don’t you slut!” The tears in my eyes refused to fall and the lock that strapped the chain around my neck helped me to realize I was his. He pulled on the chain harder and  I felt the barb wire tearing my flesh. This was his game and I dared not say anything. If I cried there would be so many things that he would do. I obeyed all he said and wanted to run but there was no where to run. I felt the alcohol fall across my back as my open wounds sizzle from pain. I didn’t cry out I could just take all that my master wanted and needed me to be. I had been doing this since before I moved out from under my uncle. He had kept me to himself for so many years and now all I could do was obey my new master or there would be hell to pay. As the chain was pushed  into my aching flesh,for me not paying attention, he used the gag to control my moans.
I don’t know if this was the thing that happened   to most lovers, but it was the best intense pain that I could imagine. I loved when he took the sponge and inserted in my pussy for being good and punished me with barb wire as he was now when I was being bad. It was hot and my need was increasing for release in my cunt. He would own and seize me. Will you?

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Domineering Replacement

mistress phone sex danaI was his slave and I know it sounds out dated for those living in the 20th century but I was the type of girl who loved to have her beau or man in her life tell her what to do sexually. My quivered thinking about the responses that it gives when I am told what to do. I quiver when I am being tied to the bed or locked in dark place and ordered to suck cock. It was this type of behavior that ran me into Brad.
First things first, Brad was the first responder when my uncle had locked me in the basement for most of my life only letting me out to go to school or to suck on his hard protruding cock to fulfill his need. Over the years my being told what to do had escalated and I loved for a man to tell me to take it in my mouth and swirl it around and bend my ass over so he could probe his fingers in my ass. That was the kind of shit that really turned me on and left me reeling and most of the time begging for more. I wanted and needed a man to take control!
When Brad walked into my life he was possessive from the start sexually and would have me on my knees for hours sucking his cock and letting the cum drip down my breast and licking it off with his tongue. It was tantalizing for a while then things started getting very kinky, like he would want me to invite guys over so he could suck their dicks and stretch me wide inserting things in my clit and watch masturbating as they took turns throbbing their beast in my aching pussy. But I was no holds girl who loved being told what to do and have the feel having to hold my orgasm turned me on. Brad was it the spoiler who ordered  me to get on my knees and swirl his balls in my mouth and shove his 9 inch oversized cock in my pussy. Awaking needs in me that could only be performed by being a submissive.
Sadly our relationship ended when he got promotion to another city and now I am aching to find a replacement to be in control and dominate this aching pussy!

Life of a Closet Girl

mistress phone sex danaHe had locked me in the closet again and I knew after the knock at the door I was in for punishment. I sat sweating determined not to think about the feel of his cock against my ass or the handcuffs he used to lock me to the chair. I would sit there for hours on end while he would eat my the cream from my pussy. I would sit instead and watch cartoons feeling his fingers along my walls and shut my eyes to him putting my mouth on his cock. He would always stretch my head back  opening my mouth with his hand and place the tip into my mouth first. He was so huge and I always gagged on him as he would choke me with his vessel. I wanted to cry but I didn’t dare because the chains would get tighter and it would be hours before Mommy got home.

Bending me over he would insert metal type plates in my ass making me scream. I tried to concentrate on anything but what he was doing but I couldn’t help myself. Sometimes my pussy would have a mind of its own and its rich cream sauce would glide out while he continued to fuck me in my little holes. It was all I could do to hold on as my release was endless. I heard the footsteps down the hall and the key to the door unlock. It was time for him to get me again and do what he asked or there would be bad consequences. I was willing and able to do all that daddy wanted.